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About B Free by Cynthia Sax
Title: B Free
Author: Cynthia Sax
Series: Rebel Cyborgs #4
Genre: Science Fiction Romance
B is the last remaining B Model cyborg. All of his brethren, the beings he trained with, fought with, cared deeply for, have perished.
Or so he believes.
When he intercepts a communication mentioning the existence of one of his kind, he has to investigate its source. The message could be a trap set by his enemies. He’ll take that risk if it secures him the companionship he requires to be fully functional.
What he finds is a daring brown-eyed female who activates all his systems. She proudly proclaims she’s a researcher, brandishing that information like a weapon before her. He wants to kiss the sass off her beautiful face, protect her from the dangers around them, claim her forever.
Quinn is on a quest to locate the mechanics of an early-version cyborg. She believes the information captured within that frame will give her valuable insights into the past.
When her mission goes zombie-like beings levels of wrong, she comes face-to-face with a living, breathing B Model. He has big hands, a primitive countenance, and stern hard lips crafted for kissing.
She doesn’t trust him. And she doesn’t have time to indulge her desires.
Their shared enemies are chasing them, would kill to get their precious specimens back. One minor mistake could reduce B and Quinn to a mere line in the databases of history.
Excerpt from B Free
© 2021
Cynthia Sax
“If you joined Beings For Peace, you would always have nourishment bars.” Levi-Lucas The Third moved closer to her. “You’d be saving beings, not things. And you would be making a difference in the universe. As I am.” He puffed out his chest.
“I am making a difference in the universe.” She backed away from him. “We are both facing early planet rotations, and the rest cycle is progressing.” She preferred to confront the mystery male alone rather than deal with the operative’s persistence. “We—”
“You’re correct.” Levi-Lucas The Third looked at his reflection, touched the skin under his right eye. “I wish to sleep a full rest cycle.” He turned and strode in the direction from which he’d come. “If you change your mind, contact me before sunrise.”
She wouldn’t change her mind. Quinn watched him until he disappeared back into the darkness. Then she waited outside her ship for a few more moments. She—
“The pretty human isn’t the being for you.” Her mystery male’s dark tones rolled like thunder through the darkness. “If he touches you again, I’ll rip his arms off.”
Quinn trembled, turned on by the speaker’s dominance.
There would be no need for violence. Levi-Lucas The Third was pretty and the Beings For Peace operative knew it. He was also nice when he wasn’t being condescending about her role.
But he didn’t interest her.
The stranger lurking between the trees, threatening to maim a perceived rival, had captured her complete attention. Her body hummed with awareness.
She pushed her inappropriate desires to the side and applied herself to what she did best—uncovering facts. “Who are you and why are you following me?”
“What objects are you risking others’ lifespans to obtain?” The unidentified male countered her question with one of his own.
She frowned into the void. “Why are you interested in the objects I’m obtaining?”
Alarm filled her as she thought of one possible reason.
“Are you working for the Humanoid Alliance?” She slipped her right hand into her pocket. Her fingers curled around the handle of the gun hidden there. “Because if you are…”
“What will you do, tiny female?” Metal creaked.
A large booted foot and a gray hand emerged from the shadows, and her breath hitched.
Judging by the size of those exposed body parts, the male was massive, would tower head and shoulders above her. His boots were military issue, the type warriors wore. The enlarged joints on his fingers were almost…B Model-like.
But that was impossible. None of those cyborgs had survived. His gray skin, however, also indicated he wasn’t human, was something other.
That combination excited her.
“Will you shoot me with the gun you have stored in your flight suit?” His visible hand blurred and, before she could blink, an immaculately maintained gun appeared in it.
She gaped at him. The male was fast. And he was skilled. The way he held his weapon told her he knew how to use it. A tremor of awe skittered down her spine.
“How many beings have you shot?” He blasted her with that question.
“I’ve never shot anyone.” Lying wasn’t a skill of hers. “But I’ve seen it done.” She’d experienced it through her connections with objects, especially with guns.
“You’ve seen it done.” His chuckle was low and deep and held no humor. “If I was working for the Humanoid Alliance, you’d already be dead.”
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USA Today Bestselling author Cynthia Sax is currently writing cyborg and alien romances with high heat levels. These stories are set in a shared dark, gritty, sometimes violent world. There is always a romantic happy ending between the main characters and this happy ending is FOREVER. But everyone else is in danger.
Her stories have been featured in Star Magazine, Real Time With Bill Maher, and numerous best of… top ten lists.
She loves writing fated to mate or instalove romances as this is her personal experience with love. She fell in love with her Dear Wonderful Hubby at first sight and 25 plus years later, they’re still very much in love. This is what she wishes for her characters and for her readers.
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